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Mellifluous Maia
Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: A glade open to the stars, deep in Nan Elmoth
Posts: 3,489
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It's not that bad - at least I'm not the ranger!
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Feb 2004
Location: Someday, I'll rule all of it.
Posts: 1,696
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Had a few moments and thought I'd check up on the end of the day.
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I'll solve the dilema for you. --SPM ++Garin He's the one tied with Rikae, after all.
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
Posts: 9,461
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Lalaith probably would be my choice since I can't decide about Roa and Spm. Usually Lalaith seems fine to me and now she doesn't. Every time I have played with her before seh has either been ordo of gifted. I think I may be playing a Lalith wolf for the first time. But I might be prejudiced.
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
Posts: 9,461
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Quite... unless she has a wolf. We have one known innocent (assuming she is truthful and that is enough for a single ranger) . Assuming we don't manage to lynch the ranger
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“But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.”
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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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Okay. If there is someone still thinking I'll leave the door open as I think this more likely a hit to the baddies...
++ Mänwe EDIT: X'd with Mith...
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Fading Fëanorion
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: into the flood again
Posts: 2,911
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Long the Númenoreans debated their next step, even though some still seemed to be too shocked to talk much. It was clear to them that there were Faithfuls among them and therefore one of them had to die. But who should that be?
After much back and forth it was agreed that Garin should be lynched. “But why me?” Garin asked shocked “I serve the Lord Melkor like the next of us. I cannot believe you doubt my faith and devotedness!” “Well, we don’t really do that, to be honest,” answered the guy who be short “but your ways of worship seem strange to us, and, frankly, we don’t have anybody better.” “But can you not see that this is madness!?” “You see, Garin, it is an evil hour that puts such a choice on us, but we cannot help it.” said Kitanna “Prove your faith in Melkor by accepting your death as a thing inevitable and honourable!” “What?? No way!” But more he was not able to say. Silently Holbytlass took up her huge scythe and approached Garin from behind, and in this moment, with one skilled swing, she decapitated him and Garin lay dead at the villager’s feet. “Search his body!” ordered Durelin, but all they found was a talisman that proved Garin’s belief in Melkor and Annatar, the god who is his prophet. Garin was no Faithful, but one of them. Crestfallen the Númenoreans left the peak of Meneltarma and went back to their huts as the sun was setting and it was getting dark. “Now that I get to think about it, couldn’t we have searched Garin before we killed him?” asked Hookbill, the Goomba, as they descended the hill. “I think the way we handled it is a quite proven method. And if it works, I don’t see any reason to change it at all.” Roa answered composed. *~* The Dead: Macalaure (mod) - brutally killed by Faithfuls in Night One Garin (ordo) - decapitated with a scythe on Day One The Living: Brinniel Durelin Gil-Galad Glirdan the guy who be short Holbytlass Hookbill the Goomba Kath Kitanna Lalaith Legate of Amon Lanc Mänwe The Might Mithalwen Nogrod Rikae Roa_Aoife Rune Son of Bjarne The Saucepan Man Thinlómien Wolves, send me your kill. Seer, send me your dream. Ranger, send me your protectee. Hunter, send me your list. It would be best if you do so until about one hour before the deadline, so I have time to write the narration. Last edited by Macalaure; 02-26-2007 at 04:17 PM. |
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Fading Fëanorion
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: into the flood again
Posts: 2,911
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Long Holbytlass lay awake that night. Thoughts kept on surging into her mind. She had killed a person, and not just some misguided and death-deserving Faithful, but one of their kind.
What has she done? Finally, she got out of her bed and made her way back to the Meneltarma, where her horrid deed took place, and where Garin’s body lay unburied. *~* The next morning, the villagers made themselves on their way, too. Both Holbytlass and The Might, but nobody else, were missing, but the two were not to be found in their huts. Then, on the top of the hill, they recovered them. The bodies of Holbytlass and The Might seemed to rest upon the corpse of Garin, but on closer inspection, both were found out to be dead. “There is a letter!” cried Mithalwen, and then she read it alound: Dear respectable remaining residents of the Island of Westernesse, I can no longer live with the guilt I have brought upon me and I will now try to correct my fault. There is only one way in which Garin’s death can be undone, and nothing else is left to do for me in this hour: I will sacrifice my own blood to pray to Melkor and bring Garin back. Tell Garin I’m sorry for what I have done, and that I now have paid for it. Your Holbytlass. But under it, more has been scribbled hastily, and in a different writing: Didn’t work! Didn’t work! Need more blood! Need more blood! Yours deceasingly, The Might ...and splatters of dried blood surrounded it. “Well, indeed it doesn’t seem to have worked.” observed the Legate of Amon Lanc, examining Garin’s body, which looked as decapitated and as dead as before. “Of course it didn’t work!” Rikae added resolutely “How do we expect Melkor the Great to have mercy upon us, when there are still Faithfuls among us? Melkor is a god of the strong, mind you! Once the Faithfuls fertilise the ground, the dead who believed in Him will rise again and we all shall be deathless henceforth. Let us be thankful nobody died by the hand of the Faithfuls this night. But right now, there is work for us to do!” *~* The Dead: Macalaure (mod) - brutally killed by Faithfuls in Night One Garin (ordo) - decapitated with a scythe on Day One Holbytlass (ordo) - committed suicide to revive Garin in Night Two The Might (ordo) - committed suicide to help Holbytlass reviving Garin in Night Two The Living: Brinniel Durelin Gil-Galad Glirdan the guy who be short Hookbill the Goomba Kath Kitanna Lalaith Legate of Amon Lanc Mänwe Mithalwen Nogrod Rikae Roa_Aoife Rune Son of Bjarne The Saucepan Man Thinlómien Wolves, stop pming. Hunter and cobbler, send me another list. Now let the Daily discussions begin! |
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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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Well the numbers surely are shrinking with a bit too fast pace but happily there seems to be some good news as well with the Ranger making a great save. And now our Ranger too has a known innocent in her/his pocket and will probably live at least up to toMorrow. So with that save we kind of managed to get a borrowed Seer for one Night! Meaning: in Day3 we should have at least two living known innocents around and possibly the ranger might save it then again (50-50 chance of them being around on Day4 as well)... That would help our task considerably.
Kudos to her/him! And a bow. I for one am ready to take Rikae now at face value. Lying about giftedness never pays in the long run so long as roles are revealed with death and so her coming up that soon would have been folly if she fakes it = I don't believe she faked it. I'll see a couple of things now but will then have to go to sleep. Happily toMorrow (RL) I'll be able to flood the thread as my choir rehersals have been cancelled.
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